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Feb 2015
Much greater it is
to live and love as I do
than to have my whole life dictated
by an unknown creator
who already plans my fate
and leaves me no choice
to seek it for myself.



If this God is omniscient and benevolent,
why did he leave us live in painful ignorance for so long?
I guess I'm having troubles with my tethered Gods,
the one that lingers just far from view
that see's not fit to glance upon my face
or even breathe upon my mirrored soul
forgive me Father
for I know not what I do to hurt you
when you still have yet to reach out the hand
to feed my withered soul
a hand which I have yet to bite
to taste the suckled-fruit
of our heavenly father.
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Sydney  England
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   Christine Ely
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